整理檔案之餘,
突然發現一個被自己遺忘已久的作品,
當初認為寫的不好,
因此從未發表.
如今重新閱讀,
也有了不同的體驗,
還是與大家分享,
一刀未剪....不,是一字未刪的詩作.
請笑納
Missing you is a pain,
A pain with silky eclipse;
It is revealed now and then
But lives with eternal existence.
With no apparent perception,
It has eroded into blood and vessels,
Shattered the heart and ripped the flesh.
Missing you is a pain,
A pain with permanent imprint;
It is revealed now and then
But engraves harshly on the memory.
With time passing by
It would be gone with the wind, (It would wither as a night blooming cereus)
But always enclaves the heart as a slight breeze
At certain unexpected moment
As sharp as a cut made by the blade.
Missing you is unawareness
Of being exhausted
That brings to the real world
Has become a drastic weariness.
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